Humanity

This is the story of a simple man. Young and unassuming. He believes in every one of us. He is police lieutenant Pharaon De Winter. This is the story of his naive existence. A sober and humble man burdened with the wrongdoing of others. He suffers endlessly from this empathy. This is his sacrifice. Pharaon has few people he can talk to. So he mostly keeps to himself. Single and 30-something, he lives with his mother in Bailleul, a town in the Flanders region of northeastern France. On a street which bears his name, the same as an artist. Pharaon De Winter cries sometimes. A tendency to cry at the sight of inhuman images on television. And also when the misery confronted on his job is such that … Evil … He just doesn’t know anymore.